Title: The Brave Boer Boy

ISBN no: 0-620-29869-3
Publication: Published by the authors in December 2002
Format: Soft cover; B5 size; 150 pages; 92 line drawings and 75 photographs
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The authors present 36 sparkling stories from the Boer War era for your amusement. Our title story tells of a brave Boer boy who was only eleven when he walked alone from the Free State to Cape Town in the middle of Boer War. He was found asleep under a palm tree on the Parade near the Castle in August 1901. He was looking for his father who was in the Green Point Prisoner of War camp. We decided such courage should be remembered.

We found 35 others stories about special people and well-known horses. Most of the stories begin with a short introduction about the person who told us the story. They include `The Cleverest Scout’, `Doing a Bunk from Elsenburg’, `Baboon on Sentry Duty’ and what 500 donkeys do when they land up in a skirmish. Delightfully illustrated by Bridget Randall, and with a wealth of photographs, “The Brave Boer Boy and Other Stories” is a read for the whole family.



The lights twinkling from the windows of a farmstead set up such a longing for his home and his mother that he nearly despaired. Only the thought of his Pappa in Cape Town kept him going.

One day this need drove him to the road and down to the donkey cart he had been watching as it lurched its way along the rutted track. The Oom and Tannie reminded him of his other grandparents who had once come on a visit.


 Petrus watched the Boers cook a leisurely breakfast. When the shrill whistle filled the breeze, the place erupted in a hive of activity. Food, most of it half-raw, was stuffed into cans and sacks, three-legged pots were rolled in sand to cool off and the last of the fodder disappeared onto pack horses, and before long the commando cantered away. A few shouted goodbyes but most of them ignored the farmer and wife as they rode through the farm gate.


 When night set in armed Boers were everywhere. The Doctor could hear them singing hymn, drinking coffee and enjoying the company of the young Dutch girls all over the town. Of the men under Scheepers, a few seemed to by jolly fellows looking on fighting as a past time, but many were morose and sullen. Dr Morrow said quite a few seemed to be foreigners.


 Life on commando was hard, and it certainly lacked sweetness. In that vastness of the north-west Cape, a mixture of rocks and endless bushes, the road led past Mosenthal’s shop near Visgat, Fraserburg, one day in the winter of 1901. The penkoppe kicked speed into their tired horses and converged on the store in a mass of arms and legs, grabbing anything they could get their hands on.


There are many, many stories like these from the Karoo, and now you have turned your focus somewhat from pure history to extremely interesting historical anecdotes, I have no doubts you will find material for many more books.

                Peter Brown 2003


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